I'm meeting some people out for the game, but I feel kinda strange about it. I don't really know why. I assume I was out every other time I saw the Yankees clinch a World Series, but I feel so intimately attached to this team and I feel like I've seen so many innings and so many moments by myself that I feel compelled to be alone. Just me & them. Watch the last ball from Mo pop the mitt, cry with joy in my beer.
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